Tag Archives: Family

F*!?ers

When my eldest was about 6 months old, I called my husband at work and asked if he could be home before bathtime. His colleague, a dad himself, heard us on the phone and said to him:   “The sooner she realises she can’t rely on you, the better for both of you”.   I […]

A Toddler Ate my Baby

A toddler ate my baby She was lying over there Gazing at a shadow Now I can’t find her anywhere   A toddler ate my baby She was sitting over there Batting at a mobile Now I can’t find her anywhere   A toddler ate my baby She was rolling over there Turning turning back […]

Sorry not sorry

Do you make your kids say sorry? It’s a question I’ve asked myself countless times during the various shoves, whacks, hair yanks and occasional bites I’ve dealt with over the past few years. When I was growing up, misdemeanours were immediately rectified with a parroted “Sorrrrrrry”, while we glared at each other. More serious misdemeanours […]

(Pause)

Stop. How are you reading this? Are you on your phone? At work? On a laptop in front of the TV? Would you mind taking a moment to focus just on this screen? Just notice your breathing. Is it fast? Slow? Just take a moment to slow it down. Take a nice long deep breath in […]

All I Want for Christmas is….Me

When I was growing up, our Christmas tradition (on Christmas Eve thanks to my Swedish dad) was to sit down with Glogg and cinnamon buns and take it in turns to unwrap our gifts, carefully and with some thought and discussion about each one. Like I said, my dad is Swedish. Last night, in a […]

“Empty vessels make the most sound”

It’s been a stressful few months, and as a family we are all now recovering from a tremendously trying house move. The dust has settled, boxes are unpacked, lost things have been found. And there I found myself talking to a friend about how she manages “aggressive” behaviour. My usually serene and compassionate daughter had […]

Ghost Busting

“In every nursery there are ghosts. They are the visitors from the unremembered past of the parents; the uninvited guests at the christening” Selma Fraiberg  So far, I’ve written a lot about how important it is to trust your instincts. Today, just when you were getting comfortable, I’m going to turn that on its head. […]